Fallacy.
In lanes and streets of need,
Fractured skeletons wail and cry.
For the last six decades, we ask why?
Poverty, pain and intimidation, rule of thumb,
Our people subjected to horrors.
Fastened in these chains of oppression, destitute,
Greedy vultures feasting and demanding more.
Diamonds, money, facades of love,
The idols of wrongs worshipped in our land.
Inequality sweeps across the nation,
A blanket of peace yet to be unfurled.
One day solutions may come forth,
And selfless love will roam the streets.
Goodness and mercy reign in the world.
©Perveiz Ali
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